Poetry

Dinesh Gupta ‘Din’ is a software engineer by profession and a poet by Passion. His poetry, articles, book reviews, and interviews have been featured in several online and print magazines and leading national newspapers including Dainik Jagran, Dainik Dakshin Mumbai, After Break, Delhi Aur Delhi, Purnviram, Delhi Replika, Mathrubhumi, Janpath Samachar, Janmbhumi, Forever News, APN News. His poetry has been published in three poetry collections: 1) Kadam Dhundti Raahen, 2) Shabdon Ki Chahalkadmi, and 3) Bikhri Aus Ki bunden. He is also performing Poet and participated in several Poetry events. Dinesh started writing by interest early, but now a days Poetry is passion for him. When People ask Combination of Engineer and Hindi Poet is rare, how it’s happen with you, he just says: “Engineering is my profession by Poetry is my passion. Poetry floods in by Body in form of blood. You can read few of his creations here: https://www.facebook.com/dineshguptaofficial http://dineshguptadin.in Literature Studio (LS): When did you first start writing poetry? What was your first inspiration? Dinesh Gupta (DG): What can I say but this… भीतर की गहराई और बाहर की तन्हाई ने शायर बना दिया On a serious note, I started writing when I was in 8th standard. I took inspiration from life back then, but, with time, it got lost somewhere. Later, when I was studying engineering I heard about Dr Kumar Vishvas and since then I have been following him. I am highly inspired by him and he is the one whose Poetry and Poetic Journey helps me bring the Poet inside me to the surface again. This was actually rebirth of my poetry. Since then I have been writing continuously and I got tremendous response on social media from my readers. शब्द नए चुनकर गीत वही हर बार लिखूं मैं उन दो आँखों में अपना सारा संसार लिखूं मैं विरह की वेदना लिखूं या मिलन की झंकार लिखूं मैं कैसे चंद लफ़्ज़ों में सारा प्यार लिखूं मैं ! These days engineering is my profession but poetry is my passion. LS: What are the themes you delve in? DG: I write in free format without any limitation of Ras or Flavor of Poetry. To be able to write, I hardly ever need to think too much or depend on a pen and paper. Whenever anything around or inside me affects me deeply it results in an instantaneous flow of poetry. Mostly I write on romance, patriotism, and on social issues. If there’s anything that touches my heart and If I am able to find the right words to express it, it will flow out in form of poetry. I write all forms of poetry, such as Shayari, Kavita, Geet, and Ghazal. जब भी तेरी याद का एक लम्हा मेरी आँखों में उतर आता है मेरे दिल का सारा दर्द शब्दों में उतर आता है ! LS: How easy or difficult is life as a poet? What makes you stick to poetry? DG: Life as a poet is very satisfying provided it is just your hobby and trust me it is a great feeling to know that you have the ability to express yourself in words that can move others. However, as soon as it becomes your profession it becomes tough until you get big success at commercial level. And that is very rare. Although now it is getting very tough for me to balance all the Ps (Personal life, Profession, and Poetry), I am still very attached to poetry because I do not see myself separate from Poetry. LS: Do you have a favorite time of the day when you prefer to write? DG: No, this is not how it works for me. According to me अपने अंतर की चेतना और अनुभूति की...

Before the deluge Unrelenting rains are like relentless heartaches. Just like our drizzly love and affections. In dimly lit tea shops, in the camouflage of evening, noon arrives. Rarely can Kolkata be seen like this. Under the belly of the flyover, two extremely busy men, like the crows are brushing water off their shirts. Wiping off the scene with their handkerchiefs, they want to make their vision more clear. At the traffic signal, songs of nature can be heard. Stray dogs and beggars are sitting nuzzled against the pavement. Some are swearing, someone else is absolutely quiet. Utterly still, just like a damp cloud. প্লাবনের আগে একটানা মনখারাপের মতো একটা টানা বৃষ্টি। আমাদের ভালবাসাবাসিগুলো। যেমন ঝিরঝিরে, ঠিক তেমনটি।নিভু-নিভু চায়ের দোকান, সন্ধ্যের ছদ্মবেশে এসে হাজির দুপুর। এমন কলকাতা কচ্চিৎ-কদাচিৎ পাওয়া যায়। ফ্লাইওভারের তলপেটে কাকের ঢঙে দুটো ব্যস্ত মানুষ, শার্টের জল ঝাড়ছে। রুমালে দৃশ্য মুছে একটু স্পষ্ট করতে চাইছে চোখ। ট্রাফিক সিগনালে বাজছে প্রকৃতি পর্যায়ের গান। কুকুর আর ভিকিরিগুলো ফুটপাতে আরো ছাঁজা ঘেঁসে বসেছে। কেউ-কেউ খিস্তি করছে, কেউ আবার একদম চুপ। এক্কেবারে ভেজা মেঘের মতো, থম মেরে আছে। ***** The Developing Third World Somewhere on a clumsy road The lone man remains awake After the last bus leaves, Slowly shutting the rickety bamboo door He loosens up his soul-less body Before that He had just said chuckling – ‘You know brother, This tea stall at this crossing Is there since before time.’ হাইওয়ে প্রগতি লোকটা একা জেগে থাকে কোথায় আনাড়ি কোন পথে শেষ বাস চলে গেলে, শরীর এলায়, ধীরে ফেলে দরমার ঝাঁপ তার আগে শুধু, ক্লান্ত হেসে বলেছিল- কি জানেন দাদা সেই স্বদেশি অমল থেকে আছে, অনেক পুরানো এই তেমাথার চায়ের দোকান ***** On A Quiet Day Through the fringe of the day birds are coming Flying back in the evening Colors are falling over the water of the rivers In the great tranquil A few men are walking back As if there is no haste this year Everything is calm There is no infiltration anywhere around The day of voting is still very far. শান্ত একটি দিন দিনের পরিধি থেকে পাখি উড়ে আসছে বিকেলে নদীজলে ঝরে পড়ছে রং দু একজন হেঁটে ফিরছে খুব শান্ত যেন কোনও তাড়া নেই এ বছর সব ঠাণ্ডা দোলাচল নেই আবার ভোটের দিন অনেকটা দূর ***** About the Poet: Born on 17th of May, 1970 in Kolkata, a post- graduate from Jadavpur University, Subhashis Bhaduri had been keenly interested in literature and arts from his childhood and no later he started leaving mark of his own, in the arena of Bengali literature by contributing in all genres of writing, which appeared in the various leading Bengali dailies, literary magazines, and little magazines etc. By his late twenties, he became a noted writer in the contemporary Bengali literature, especially poetry, for his unmatched style of expressing the journey of the inner self – the soul and the sacred eternal life with all its wisdom and amazements, in a sublime manner, yet in a low-key voice. His poems, conveyed through the socio-political perspectives, in their abstractness have fine poetic nuances, whereas some of his poems carry metaphors from Indian mythology and are metaphysical in nature, with lofty abstractness as their inherent components. Till date the poet has 7 poetry collections to his credit. The collections are: Subhashis Bhadurir Lekha (1996), Ishwar Aamar (2001), Aschorjo Bhugoley (2007), Bhitor Moner Darbesh (2010), Ratripurusher Mukh (2012), Janganman (2013), and Nirambu Sakare Mile (2013). He is recipient of West Bengal’s prestigious Birendra Chattopadhyay poetry award. He is also actively involved in writing children’s literature, short stories, articles and essays. He is the editor...

It does not make any sense that you hurt your throat and bleed your mouth to say — love you… You can express your love without even uttering a word. You can We have been tortured, yet we can’t even say love you… I continue to look at you without blinking my eyes! When I said ‘we’ I meant the roadside flowers, the village river, the unknown birds as well. We never shout to portray our love. We have remained quiet the whole life, side by side. We never hated, but this morning we told the metropolis to return from one end of this connector (Translated by Kiriti Sengupta from its original Bengali poem by Bibhas Roy Chowdhury) Bibhas Roy Chowdhury was born in the year 1968, in the terminal town Bongaon of West Bengal. His poems bear the characteristic features of the language of love, turmoil of the life of a poet, Partition of Bengal, and resplendent light of the lost lives. Although he has received many awards, he prefers to keep private. Kiriti Sengupta is a bilingual poet and translator in both Bengali and English. He is the author of three bestselling titles, My Glass Of Wine, a novelette based on autobiographic poetry, The Reverse Tree, a nonfictional memoir, and Healing Waters Floating Lamps [Poetry]. Kiriti’s other works include: My Dazzling Bards [literary critique], The Reciting Pens [interviews of three published Bengali poets along with translations of a few of their poems], The Unheard I [literary nonfiction], Desirous Water [poems by Sumita Nandy, contributed as the translator], and Poem Continuous – Reincarnated Expressions [poems by Bibhas Roy Chowdhury, contributed as the translator]. Reviews of his works can be read on The Fox Chase Review and Reading Series, Muse India, Red Fez Magazine, Word Riot, and in The Hindu Literary Review, among other places. Sengupta has also co-edited three anthologies: Scaling Heights, Jora Sanko – The Joined Bridge, and Epitaphs....

I’ll be born such, the trees won’t get hurt, and the birds can freely fly I’ll be born such, the ants will rejoice in the tiny holes in earth; the horizon is set ablaze no birth anywhere around I’ve no mortal frame The earth has its share of dust and the transferable odour of lonely madmen A river bears the moon within as it rests over the sand I’ll be born such, someday I’ll be born such, like someone who has no birthday And like death I’ll be born eternally time and time again. (Translated by Kiriti Sengupta from its original Bengali titled “Dau” by Bibhas Roy Chowdhury) ***** And here is the original: দাউ এমন জন্মাব, যাতে গাছেদের আঘাত না লাগে আকাশে পাখির ডানা স্বাভাবিক থাকে, এমন জন্মাব এমন জন্মাব, গর্তে গর্তে পিঁপড়ের উৎসব দিগন্তে আগুন দাউ … নেই যেন কোথাও প্রসব আমার শরীর নেই… ধূলিকণা আছে পৃথিবীর আর আছে গন্ধে-গন্ধে নিরালার সমস্ত পাগল একটি নদী ধীরে এসে চাঁদ খেয়ে লুটোয় বালিতে… এমন জন্মাব আমি… এমন জন্মাব কোনওদিন এমন জন্মাব আমি, কোনও জন্মদিন নেই যার… মৃত্যুর মতোই আমি এমন জন্মাব বারবার! ________ কাব্যগ্রন্থঃ অনন্ত আশ্রম (পৃষ্ঠা ৪৭) সিগনেট প্রেস, জানুয়ারি ২০১৫ Bibhas Roy Chowdhury was born in the year 1968, in the terminal town Bongaon of West Bengal. His poems bear the characteristic features of the language of love, turmoil of the life of a poet, Partition of Bengal, and resplendent light of the lost lives. Although he has received many awards, he prefers to keep private. Kiriti Sengupta is a bilingual poet and translator in both Bengali and English. He is the author of three bestselling titles, My Glass Of Wine, a novelette based on autobiographic poetry, The Reverse Tree, a nonfictional memoir, and Healing Waters Floating Lamps [Poetry]. Kiriti’s other works include: My Dazzling Bards [literary critique], The Reciting Pens [interviews of three published Bengali poets along with translations of a few of their poems], The Unheard I [literary nonfiction], Desirous Water [poems by Sumita Nandy, contributed as the translator], and Poem Continuous – Reincarnated Expressions [poems by Bibhas Roy Chowdhury, contributed as the translator]. Reviews of his works can be read on The Fox Chase Review and Reading Series, Muse India, Red Fez Magazine, Word Riot, and in The Hindu Literary Review, among other places. Sengupta has also co-edited three anthologies: Scaling Heights, Jora Sanko – The Joined Bridge, and Epitaphs....

Once in a full moon night I will take you on a walk to the countryside There, it will be just you and me and our solitude The silence, punctuated by your laughter, A jingle so effortless will echo all around Mascara will run down your cheek and tears will run down my heart When we share our feelings Such will be the aura of happiness and sorrow And there, under the moon and the twinkling stars I will confess my love for you Once in a full moon night. Jay P Ojha is a Human Resource professional. He started writing poems because he feels that this art liberates him and takes him onto a different platform altogether. He is a passionate person who believes in drawing inspiration and insight from things around him. He is fascinated by these lines by Robert Frost, “Took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference”. ...

Somewhere as we sigh, A leaf liberates itself from the austere grip of a bark. Somewhere as our hearts grow moist, Prayers resound in churches. Prayers for the well-being of those that are, and those that are yet to arrive. Somewhere as we think of those that we are bound to think of, someone dispenses with his watch and clothes himself with overdone patinas that segue seamlessly with his bronze body and wooden soul. Somewhere as we think of each other, smiles fall off, facades drop, but the drum charades continue. Somewhere as we try to love, Clocks stop ticking, and the world hides itself beneath opaque sheets that we never seem to fathom, and hours don’t seem to recede. Trivarna Hariharan is a 16 year old author, musician, filmmaker and humanitarian. Her first book, School Days, was published in the year 2013 and has been placed in the British Library. Besides writing and reading, she is a Grade 4 Keyboardist and has received a distinction from the Trinity College of London. Her first film won the Chinh India Best Children’s Film award. She aspires to pursue art, for she believes that it is a tool that empowers a person to positively impact a lot of lives....